‘Is it too late for the Harris family to adopt me? I’ve met their dad, Vaughn, and he’s still fit. Maybe he’d fancy a young, shapely bride for himself?’ – Freya
Freya and Mac have been best friends since they met a year ago. Sure, they bicker, but they also love spending time together. One-night changes everything as Freya confesses to still being a virgin, Mac decides she needs a love coach, and he is just the man for the job. It’s all fun and games until real feelings develop, feelings that neither expected nor were they prepared for. Everybody says don’t fall in love with your best friend, but what happens when you do?
If I had to describe this book in one word, it would be PERFECTION. The banter between Mac and Freya was hysterical. I laughed out loud and at one point I laughed so hard I was crying. Amy always gives us the best combination of laughter and love. Watching Freya and Mac develop as not only individuals but as two halves of one whole was breathtaking. From the very beginning I couldn’t stop reading, I had to know what was going to happen and how things were going to play out for these two. I think they may very well be one of my all-time favorite Amy Daws couples. I also really love the fact that we get to revisit the Harris family and see them in all their quirkiness! I love getting to revisit this world, and I hope these books never end! I swear every book by Amy Daws just keeps getting better and better!
“Christ, woman,” he snaps, his eyes dropping down my body like he’s seeing me in a new light. “You’re a fucking virgin, and you never told me? I’m your best mate! Why wouldn’t you share that information with me?”
“We don’t talk about The Sex!” I exclaim defensively.
“I know, but this seems like something you should have mentioned to me at some point.” He stands up and begins pacing in front of me, shaking his head like he’s just been told the world is round for the first time and he can’t fully wrap his mind around it. “Christ, a virgin?”
“Would you stop saying it like it’s that big of a deal?” I snap, my entire body folding in on itself with embarrassment.
“It is a big deal,” he replies, stopping his pacing to glower down at me with his hands on his hips.
“It’s not a big deal to me!” I exclaim and stand up to meet him eye to eye. Well, more like eye to chest. “I’m not saving myself or something. It’s not some religious thing, and it’s not for lack of trying. I’ve put myself out there in the past, in all my awkward glory, and it just never happened for some reason,” I huff, angry that I have to explain how romantically unlucky I’ve been. “Then I just got tired of trying so hard, so I took a break and focused on my career. A long break, I suppose. But I’m done with all that now. I’m eager to get shot of my maiden tag as soon as possible, which is why I thought going out on a date with Santino would be a good idea. Especially if he’s experienced like you say.”
Mac’s face contorts. “What the actual fuck is a maiden tag?”
I flush, not realising I said that bit out loud. Shrugging, I reply, “It’s what my gran called my virginity.” I cross my arms over my chest, suddenly feeling very exposed under the London night sky.
Mac visibly tremors. “You’re not giving your maiden tag to that fucking arsehole,” he seethes, finally realising what my last comment meant.
“Well, not now obviously,” I reply with agitation. “You basically ruined that chance for me.”
What happens when an almost thirty-year-old virgin agrees to let her Scottish best friend take her virginity? A whole lot more than either of them bargained for…
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